She sat to herself at a table in the corner of a charming family restaurant; across the room sat one just like her. Both lonely and in need of and hungry for the one thing they had shut themselves off from, the lack of which had created such an empty, isolated life hardly worth living, one they both dreaded daily to awaken to. Oddly the two get up to go at the same time, their eyes meet as they move slowly in each other's direction… Both thinking, hoping this could be the time that a new friendship would begin and loneliness end, while at the same time the joy in living would become born again. Just to think it could start with a simple smile and a single hello. So they come closer, each in need of the touch of another human being, each longing for more to life than the miserable existence they barely clung to. In just a couple steps that magic word could be spoken to arouse hope of a new direction, a new companionship and maybe more… within mere seconds, they would be eye to eye. Now, if they would just lift their heads a little, if one would show just a wee bit of courage to speak to the other… but once again they pass the other by, like so many times before. Why change now?
© June 2014 by Loyd C Taylor
A beautiful poem Loyd sir! i feel so guilty of what you have just written; it sounds so true and a little bit scary, how do we give our freedom away?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A beautiful poem Loyd sir! i feel so guilty of what you have just written; it sounds so true and a little bit scary, how do we give our freedom away?